Irma la Douce: Sons of France

I'm renowned for the excellence of my wine cellars
 The handiest hideout in Montemarte
 Poor boys, I'd forgotten all about them
 Let's see
 Who's down there tonight?
 (Jojo les Yeux Sales)
 Jojo, the dirty eyes
 (Roberto les Diams)
 Roberto, the rocks
 (Persil le Noir)
 Persil, the shady
 (Frangipane)
 The flower
 Noble, strong and pure
 Brave and in our prime
 Here we stand, the creme de la creme of crime
 We have laws of our own
 That we never break
 When we rob the rich it's for the poor man's sake
 (Poor man's sake)
 Noble sons of France
 When it comes to high finance
 We are very worthy sons of France
 We can fix you dreams
 Dreams of paradise
 That's why we're the creme de la creme of vice
 We provide happiness
 For a modest sum
 With a hypodermic of some opium
 (Opium)
 Noble sons of France
 You can tell it at a glance
 We are very worthy sons of France
 Polyte la Mou
 (Polyte the Bull)
 Also known as Le Boss
 One thing we believe
 Love will always win
 That's why we're the creme de la creme of sin
 Love for all is our aim
 For a little fee
 'Cause the better things in life are never free
 Never free
 Noble sons of France
 In the service of romance
 We are very worthy sons of France
 Oh, it's you, Inspector
 I thought it was the police
 I know all the tricks
 Of the oldest craft
 That's why I'm the creme de la creme of graft
 He needs us, we need him
 That's what friends are for
 We keep him and he keeps us
 Inside the law
 Inside the law
 Noble sons of France
 In the service of romance
 We are very worthy noble sons of France (sons of France)
 In the service of romance (noble sons of France)
 We are very worthy noble
 Sons of France